Chapter 713: The bleak Tang 3

"Lu Yuan, dare to fight?" Tang San raised the Clear Sky Hammer with his left hand, exuding a strong fighting spirit.
When the blue silver grass was growing in his hand, his mentality was cautious. When he saw Lu Yuan, he pulled a distance and hid behind his teammates, and then secretly released his skills to sneak attack.
When he held the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, his heart was angry with a sense of war, and that powerful force made him wish to rush out and fight Lu Yuan for hundreds of rounds.
This is the influence of different martial arts on people's mentality.
For example, Lu Yuan, the Golden Dragon Martial Soul bloodline had an extraordinary influence on him. Not only did his personality become more arrogant, but his mentality also changed a little, and he was not even interested in taking a look at the weak.
But he didn't have this mentality at all before.
"It seems that you are very confident. Are you relying on your five spirit rings with a minimum of 12,000 years and a maximum of 25,000 years?"
"The twin spirits fell into your hands, it's really a waste."
"The average twin spirit spirit master who has not reached the Title Douluo level, comes to attach a spirit ring to his second spirit. The worst spirit beast who has to pursue more than 50,000 years, the best is 100,000. Year level."
"And you just chose five such low-level spirit rings so hastily, completely stifling the infinite potential of the twin spirits. I am not too complacent, I really laughed off my big teeth, your teacher is like that. Teach you?"
"Oh, that's right. With his twenty-ninth level of strength, maybe he thinks the ten thousand year spirit ring is great. After all, his strength is poor and his vision is low, so he can't be too demanding, right?"
Lu Yuan curled his lips and said casually.
"You!" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Tang San suddenly stagnated. He originally thought that he had released the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and the ratio of his Clear Sky Hammer to the entire ten thousand year spirit ring was enough to shock Lu Yuan.
But he didn't expect that not only was Lu Yuan not shocked at all, on the contrary, he directly mocked him, and he said so well that he could not even refute.
And Yu Xiaogang under the ring was also ugly, and Lu Yuan really slapped him in the face when he spoke.
His expectation for Tang San was originally a ten-thousand-year match, so when Tang San's fourth spirit ring absorbed the ten-thousand-year spirit ring, he chose to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer spirit. After considering it for a long time, he agreed, after all, even if the age is low. It was a little bit, but it was also a ten thousand year soul beast anyway.
Adding nine ten thousand years together, that is also an extremely terrifying force.
But when Lu Yuan said so today, he really blushed.
The same twin martial spirits, Lu Yuan pursues a spirit ring of at least 50,000 years, or even a hundred thousand years, but the disciples he taught are only a spirit ring of 10,000 to 20,000 years. This gap is clearly revealed. .
One focused only on the present, while the other focused on truly exerting the infinite potential of the twin martial souls, the patterns of the two were not on the same level.
"Cut, I thought how powerful it was, two narrow-eyed guys." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but curl his lips while waiting in the war zone and said disdainfully.
At first, she was a little surprised at the matching of Tang San's twin martial spirits and Quan Wannian spirit rings, after all, this seemed quite bluffing.
But after listening to Lu Yuan's explanation, her surprise turned into disdain. Tang San was completely wasting the twin spirits. The ten thousand years spirit ring was great?
Together, five or six ten thousand year spirit rings can't make up a one hundred thousand year spirit ring.
The quality gap is difficult to fill with quantity.
"Tang San is not at all an enemy of Xiao Yuan, not to mention that his five spirit rings are ten to twenty thousand years old, even if these five are all over fifty thousand years old, they match Xiao Yuan's spirit ring. By comparison, it's still nothing." Qian Renxue spoke softly and said lightly.
"Really, is Xiaoyuan's spirit ring matching that high?" Ning Rongrong suddenly became interested when she heard Qian Renxue's words.
"You'll know in a while. Xiaoyuan should release his martial spirit in a while. When that happens, it will definitely shock the audience."
Qian Renxue said.
"Really, then I really can't wait to see that scene." Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly.
Listening to Lu Yuan's words, the audience also recovered from the shock, and their faces couldn't help but have ridicule and regret.
It was the master who laughed at it, but it was Tang San's talent that was regrettable, twin spirits, a talent that had been rare in a century, was so wasted.
"Under the crown of the Pope, is what Dian Lu said true or false?" Ning Fengzhi asked Bibi Dong in front of the door of the Pope Hall.
After all, Bibi Dong is the only person in the world who is known to be successful in cultivating twin martial arts, so her words are more convincing than Lu Yuan.
"It's true. It's a pity for Tang San. His twin spirits have been abandoned. Except for the low age of the first five spirit rings of the Clear Sky Hammer, he has not solved the twin spirits' training problems at all. If he can cultivate that Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, he will explode and die if he adds another spirit ring to his Clear Sky Hammer."
"The road ahead is already bleak!"
Bibi Dong shook his head ~EbookFREE.me~ and said softly.
"That's it!" Ning Fengzhi nodded, completely eliminating the thought of injecting Tang San from his heart.
How can such a bleak guy compare with the talented Obuchi?
All fools know how to do this multiple choice question.
Seeing the mocking glances of regret from everyone under the ring, Tang San gritted his teeth, feeling resentful.
What he wanted was shock, seeing the horror of the audience, not the ridicule and regret now.
It was caused by the guy in front of him.
"Lu Yuan, die!"
"The first spirit ability, Haotian Shock!" Tang San shouted loudly, the Haotian hammer in his hand suddenly became larger, and it blasted towards Lu Yuan's head.
At the same time, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng also attacked Lu Yuan one after another.
"Is it angry?" Lu Yuan smiled faintly, clenched his right fist, and blasted directly at the clear sky hammer that hit.
As soon as he punched out, there was an explosion in the air, and Lu Yuan's small white fist violently collided with the huge black Clear Sky hammer.
"Bang!" When the fist collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, there was a huge sound.
Then Tang San's figure with the huge Clear Sky Hammer was directly blown away with a punch, and the violent counter-shock force caused Tang San to spit out a big mouthful of blood on the spot.
What about even the entire ten thousand years Clear Sky Hammer?
How about even if the momentum is comparable to a low-level Soul Saint?
Still, it was a punch.
And Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, who were just about to pounce, saw Tang San being blown away by a punch, and they couldn't help but feel shocked in their eyes.
Suddenly, the two figures flew upside down at the same time, as if they had received a heavy blow.
The audience's eyes were concentrated, and Lu Yuan's figure slowly emerged from where the two of them had just stood.